Fiction, Fabulous Fabrication, or Fact?
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Thursday, October 27, 2016
Fall runners in the barley hulls.
A lot like love. Stems and roots
looking for land. I think of him
and smile often. To myself. About the scope
of things. Better than all that frowning
in person. That ship sailed without me.